"Kill the traitor, Dangbei Yan!"

"Kill the traitor, Dangbei Yan!"

Under the call of Nangong's martyrdom, the patrol army and the remnants of the fortress were gathered.

They were all aroused by their enthusiasm, raised their fists and shouted, vowing to live and die with the former army fortress.

After Nangong martyrdom led the army to arrive, the rebels began to retreat rapidly. Their task was not to fight with the troops of the former army commander, but to open the fortress pass and put the Northern Yan army in.

But there was a garrison defending the pass itself, and Nangong was martyred and led the army to kill from behind, and the rebels could not break through the pass in a short time.

"Kill me, don't leave a single one!" Nangong martyrdom led thousands of soldiers, and they rushed and killed unstoppably all the way, all of them were red-eyed, and when they saw one by one, they would never be merciful to the rebels.

The rebels are as anxious as ants on a hot pot, Nangong martyrdom will not let them go, and breaking through the fortress pass from the inside is their only way to survive.

It is precisely because of this that the rebels are aroused to primitive ferocity, frantically launch suicide attacks, and force their way through the pass at all costs.

Nangong martyrdom will not let them succeed, this white-haired veteran took the lead, rushed into the rebels without hesitation, cut hundreds of rebel soldiers in one go, and then beheaded two deputy generals at the peak of the ninth-level martial arts.

Although he was wounded more than a dozen times because of this, he did not stop the slaughter at all, but fought more and more fiercely, like a beast that has been cornered, and continued to rush forward desperately like crazy.

"That old madman! Will he perish with us? ”

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"We must break through the pass before that madman chases, or we'll all die!"

The rebels were shocked by Nangong's madness that he would rather lose 800 of his own lives than injure 3,000 of the enemy. As a result, their morale became weaker and weaker, and the number of soldiers became smaller and smaller.

……

In the wilderness miles away from the fortress.

More than a dozen bloody corpses lay on the wasteland, and the blood stained the land red.

The Southern Xia King, whose whole body was burning, was stepping on a corpse with one foot at this time. The flames on his body had weakened a lot, and the musculature on his body had burned away, leaving only the bare bones still burning.

Thirty meters away from the King of Southern Xia, Xue Rengui, who was covered in blood, was slowly getting up from the scorched earth pit, looking up at the King of Southern Xia with a frightened gaze.

"It's all over!" The jaw of the Southern Xia King did not move, and his voice sounded almost out of thin air.

At the moment when the voice of the Southern Xia King sounded, the remaining skeleton burned out in an instant, transforming into a large amount of scorching flames.

The flames converged into a humanoid silhouette, growing new limbs and facial features, becoming exactly like the King of Southern Xia himself, just floating quietly in the air, as if it was so light that it had no mass.

At this time, this king of Southern Xia has been out of the category of living things. He has no substance, but is made entirely of flames, something in the form of energy.

The Southern Xia King in this energy form was more difficult than before, but it lasted for a shorter time. As soon as the energy is exhausted, it will disappear immediately, which can be described as a flash in the pan.

Seeing the King of Southern Xia in this state, Xue Rengui was already scared into a cold sweat. The dozen or so silver lieutenants he brought with him had all died tragically at this time, and now no one could help him, so he could only rely on himself to withstand the final attack of the King of Southern Xia.

Xue Rengui hurriedly pasted a talisman on his body, and then drained all his spiritual power at once, strengthening the mental power that wrapped himself to the maximum limit.

This talisman is from the hand of Master Beiyan, and its effect is to forcibly increase spiritual power in a short period of time, so that the effect of spiritual ability is tripled.

After Xue Rengui used this talisman, the effect of exerting the power of the mind would also be tripled in a short period of time.

But after that, his cultivation would permanently regress by two realms, and in the next two hours, he would fall into a state of extreme weakness.

This kind of talisman, until the moment of life and death, Xue Rengui will never use it.

And at this moment, he has been forced to the point where he has to use it.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and between the lightning and flint, the King of Southern Xia in the form of energy had already turned into a ball of flames, dragging a long tail of fire and rushing towards Xue Rengui.

In this state, the King of Southern Xia no longer needed any weapons, nor did he need any martial arts moves, just his own collision, which was already powerful enough to attack like a natural disaster.

If you look down from the sky, you can see something like a meteorite, slashing across the ground at breakneck speed, and then exploding in an instant at one point, forming a cloud of hot mushroom fire.

In just a brief moment, the mushroom fire cloud swelled to a height of sixty meters. The tumbling heat wave swept away like a tsunami of mushroom fire clouds in all directions, and all the plants in its path were reduced to ashes.

A humanoid flame broke away from the swollen mushroom fire cloud and rose into the sky at breakneck speed.

This humanoid silhouette of the flame no longer has the appearance of the king of Southern Xia, the whole has become blurry and dim, crumbling in the wind, obviously there is not much heat left, like a candle in the wind, which may extinguish the fire of life at any time.

The soul of the King of Southern Xia is also constantly breaking away from this flame.

"That's all this king can do, and the future of Nanxia will be handed over to you......"

This was the last thought that came to the mind of the Southern Xia King before he was confused.

After that, his consciousness dissipated in this heaven and earth along with the flames that drifted away with the wind.

Everything was completely plunged into darkness.

When the mushroom fire cloud swept into the sky, everything subsided.

On the ground in the area where the mushroom cloud rises, a large crater with a diameter of fifty meters appears. The center of the pit is sunken down five or six meters, and the scorched earth inside the pit is still burning with residual sparks.

Xue Rengui, who was covered in flesh and blood, crawled out of the scorched earth pit with difficulty, like a devil crawling out of hell, his face was hideous and twisted to the point of extreme horror.

"Damn the King of Southern Xia, he almost killed me! I swear that I will humiliate your daughter in every way, so that she will not be able to survive or die! ”

……

Dozens of miles away.

Nangong Yan, who was carrying Lin Yun on her back, was turning into a phantom, galloping at extreme speed in the vast wilderness.

No matter where Nangong Yan went, the swallow that bloomed with blue light followed her like a shadow, and it was her martial soul - "Golden Swiftlet".

The ability of the swiftlet is similar to that of the Ming Sect Elder Martial Spirit in Xizhou, and it is also the quality of control. But it can only reduce the mass of the substance, but it cannot increase the mass of the substance.

Nangong Yan's own speed is far inferior to that of the Martial King. However, when she reduces her mass to the limit, she is able to become as light as a swallow, gain extremely fast speed, and can additionally increase the effect of her body.

Not only that, but she can also reduce the quality of other substances through contact.

The mass of the substance is directly proportional to the strength of the structure. The lower the mass, the weaker the structural strength.

So in front of Nangong Yan, there is no difference between steel and tofu slag. As long as she uses her martial soul ability, she can easily crush the steel.

And at this moment, she reduced the quality of herself and Lin Yun to the minimum, and the total quality of the two of them was almost equivalent to a soybean, so in this state, their speed was completely comparable to that of the Martial King powerhouse.

The problem is that it's costly. With Nangong Yan's vitality reserves, it was simply impossible to hold up to the royal city in this state.